They could see through the shackles of time, see the future itself. How come anyone would lie or even trick such folks? No way!
"Well, there are lots of hidden enemies here," William didn't know how to get these evil roots exposed, didn't even get a single clue about a single identity of them. So, he just said this in such an obscure way.
"Do you have anything that might help in identifying them? Like a pattern? Something in common? Or an action or a task they had to do for their masters perhaps?" Panther tried to give William options that he could select from. But that didn't help at all.
"Well… I hope when we raid those dark spirit master lairs, we'll find useful intel about that," this was William's plan from the start. And that was why he aimed to hit the dark spirit master camps at first.
Not to mention he got many rings to go through, with the mysterious scrolls from before. He felt that if he managed to decipher all of these, then he'd end up knowing lots of information about his true enemies' movements and actions.
"Ok, I will try to rally others to our cause then," Panther got what he wanted from this talk with William, "ah, regarding your team, they are already on the way here. And…"
He paused, turned towards one middle aged man who got a large belly in front of him. This dude sighed, took out a large scroll that was folded with a red stripe, before handing it over to William.
"This is…" William felt a little puzzled.
"It's a scroll with team names in our impact," Panther paused, before adding, "consider it as a gift. You are free to select ten teams from there."
"Any dark gold ones perhaps?" William's eyes shone with greed. But unlike what he expected, he got a soft chuckle from that lady, a short laugh from Panther.
"Don't be this greedy," Panther said amidst his laugh, "the best out there are gold grade teams. And there are many good silver grade teams there, including the ones who passed our test."
Hearing these words reminded William of two faces in particular. One of them made him feel greed to have, and the other made him feel evil inside, "I want two teams at first," William paused before adding, "one is already a gold grade team. The other team is a one that has a few gold spirit masters within, and the rest is silver."
"Sure."
"But the second team was having a test to continue being in your impact. And frankly speaking, they met me in the middle of their test," William stopped speaking. He just waved the scroll he just got, and Panther got what he meant.
"Do you know this team's name? Or perhaps the name of the ones inside that team?" Panther knew the team William was speaking about didn't have a good chance to pass through their assessment test. And that meant their name wasn't in the scroll that William started to open right now and check its content.
"I know them," Ben spoke at this moment. After all, he once saw them when he looked for William back then in the forest.
"Oh, that solves it then," Panther didn't know what he was giving away to William. The latter sat his eyes over the unique grenade technology these artisans in that team had.
Once he got his hands on them, he'd secure another card for himself.
"Cool," William nodded in satisfaction, before turning again towards the scroll.
Just like Panther and that middle-aged man said, this scroll contained names of many teams. There wasn't any useful information in this scroll, only the names of each team, the number of their people, and their overall score.
"Is there any information about their abilities? Techniques? Spirit elements? Anything special about them perhaps?" When William failed to get any of these from the scroll, he had to raise his head and ask.
"Hahahaha, you have to rely on fate sometimes," Panther didn't say anything to help him. Instead, he laughed, found such a situation amusing.
"The higher the score, the better the team," but Ben had to speak to help. And that got him a nodding motion from William, a weird look from others in his impact. Not to mention Panther glared in a fierce way towards him, as he got what this dude was trying to do. He didn't drop his attempts and dreams to get William to his side, not even after Panther warned him about not to do this.
"Cool," William returned to the scroll. To him, any team was like the other. He didn't trust the scores written beside each team's name. To him, these meant nothing.
Talents and special spirit masters were usually looked down upon by others. Just thinking about Thomas, about the team who got the amazing and unique grenade abilities and yet failed to get enough recognition was enough to prove his point.
"Let's do it this way then…" To make sure he didn't miss any gem from here, he had to do a random guess, "I'll take the top three, middle two, and lowest three teams. Like this, I'll get eight in addition to the two I previously asked for."
"Oh, you won't get into the top eight teams?!" even Panther felt surprised by William's weird decision. But to William, he was like fishing in mud water in the middle of darkness. He just hoped to find a good seedling in all of these teams.
If he followed logic, selected the top eight names, then he had a higher chance in missing the true hidden gems in this list. By doing this random selection, he hoped to not miss many gems in this list. Or else he'd regret it later on.
"I'll go with that," William nodded, before stretching out his arms, "I'm going to rest now. Send these teams once you gather them and let's meet in one week."
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